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A casual stroll through the lunatic asylum shows that faith does not prove anything.


"Ez, mate, look at the camera!"

Due to a confluence of circumstances beyond my control, this is a pre-post by the robot, so sorry for the lack of witty banter. I am endeavouring to correct that ASAP.

Comments

Miles McClagan said…
You can get a robot to do your posts? Sweet, that's gonna save all kinds of time, as long as it's not 80s sitcom bot Metal Mickey, in which case it will just highlarious adventures...
Lovely photo!! Ezra seems to be distracted by something more interesting!
Sue said…
Is that a mirror that has Ez so entranced!?!? hahaha
If it is, he is probably wondering who the gorgeous young dude is!!!
Anonymous said…
That is a gorgeous picture. Henry looks very knowing - like he's just done a big poo that you haven't noticed yet.
USelaine said…
I say, four more, then you can stop.
freefalling said…
I love his little basketball head.
Kris McCracken said…
Miles, Metal Mickey was always more entertaining than Supergran. I also liked that 'Gran' in Metal Mickey was in the Sex Pistols Great Rock 'n Roll Swindle.

Blognote, Sue has it in one, it's a mirror!

Sue, see above. He was entranced by his dreamy eyes...
Kris McCracken said…
Jackie, believe me, when he poos, EVERYBODY notices...

USelaine, two is more than enough for me!

FF, I am not sure if that is a compliment or an insult. I shall take it as a compliment.

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